worth it.

i crawl thought this dirty world, just getting by, with my dress cut up, and knees bleeding. stones stuck in my hands, bleeding... the blood is all though my hair. it will all be worth it in the end, all this pain for the goal at hand. the power, the freedom, it's not far away now. how could it be? I'm almost there. even if I'm bleeding all over by the end of it, it will be worth it. i put my hand up to push the hair out of my face and feel the warmth of new blood, now how did that one happen? must have been my last fall...

the shore

the shore is just ahead, your gone now, I'm almost there the water is warming as it gets shallower. soon i feel the rough sand under my feet a wade my way to the beach where i collapse and just lie in waiting.

new

new people, new situations, so many new things, nw feeling for new people, not knowing how it is. the freshness of no more pain, the fun of the start, the start that shouldn't be happeing. what shouldn't happen does we will see where this one goes.

looking back.

the past, what we were is a rosy Hew now. something i can look back on and smile about because the pain is forgotten, i can't remember the moments, the times, miss them, but know that there may be better moments and times one day, with someone else.
nostalgia is an interesting feeling. now the clouds have parted there is a bit more sunlight. so close the door but don't lock it, you may not want to go back now, but maybe one day.

rings and bands

options, choices, rings and bands.
what to wear tonight, and then tomorrow.
are we walking or running.
worried, scared and excited.
promise, tomorrow and forever.
meaning so much to me, but nothing from you.
a life hangs, i cut it in half.
for a world not of this.
a passion thats so dam wrong.
deffernces, changes, rings and bands.

nightmares and dreams

I woke from this nightmare to find a dream in waiting.
Now the nightmare seems like a dream with a bad ending.
Is it the start of a new dream or just another nightmare?
Should wake up before it begins?

Anyone else think it's funny how a dream can seem like a nightmare or a nightmare like a dream depending on which way you look at it. I love nightmares, the Rush i get from them, the waking up in the middle of the night scared out of my wits, it excites me, it the time it's so scary but i look back and love it. But i don't dream often, so those few dreams i have i try to hold on to.

risks

should it stop before it starts?
a ending before the begining?
silence to prevent the sounds of crying?
but isn't the point of life to take risks?

so this memory this moment this time it will never mean anything to me.